The world, my friend, is a magic place and you, girl, have the most beautifuul face and, I would guess, a heart the same. It's time to enjoy a different game - come, walk with me, hold your head up high; bring on that smile, put away that sigh; you're safe with me, I will see you through. (Is there anything else I can say to you?) I can't tell jokes - cannot make you smile quite in that way. But, see, all the while I'm thinking (inwardly of course) of some, or any different, improved recourse for you to see the 'yourself' within. Those brown-green eyes, so hung and dimmed will brighten up as your life awakes. Friend, I want to say - for heaven's sake, just take a look at the world around; forbid your feet to touch the ground! But just for now, it's in slow motion. You have my care and a friend's devotion andI wish but for just one thing in return; a come-back to yourself. You will. You'll learn, and sparks will return within those eyes to a world of endless joy, suprise; but while your mind is switched off so firmly, love you will not see those blue skies above. Hold your head up high as you walk with me and soon it will come quite naturally and your emtions will follow your head and you'll see that life is good instead of allowing it all to pass you by; you'll laugh and dance and, no more to cry; unique and true life will follow on; And then, my friend, my work is done.